Democratic Oath [MAFIA WIN]

"Hmm..."

Doctor Tiki hummed in thought, trying his best to ignore his wounded eye. For now he was needed, and the fair Rasei, the least scummie person he had ever known, was in need, as were the rest of them.

"Well, first thing's first," he said. "It is clear that Tetsuya and Cure are delirious, and must be sedated before we can move on. They have clearly taken far too many blows to the head, Cure becoming irrationally angry, and Tetsuya having lost all motor control of his lips and tongue, unable to stop speaking.

"Your thoughts on the matter, Ninfia?"

[Insert Star Trek picture.]

"Excellent. And wait, Drandahl, you're still here? What good fortune, I had thought you died, three times in fact. Good on you, fight the good fight, sir. We're all in this together,, and I won't let anything happen to you a fourth time."

Tiki leaned over and whispered into Rasei's ear. "He'll make a good decoy when the time comes to escape."

He then saw Luxaria. "Oh, God dammit. Of all the people to survive so far. Just keep the chatter to a minimum, will you? We don't need any of your illogical, inane, incoherent rambles in this time of crisis. Nobody has time for that.

Just thank God we have Blaire around. She's the only other one here with a clear head, and would never do anything to make herself a target."